On Thanksgiving Eve, I recover from a cold and reminisce with a spirit who sparks feminine empowerment.

I eagerly greet Mercury Retrograde with a warrior-heart ready for closure and syrup-soaked eggo waffles.

Free-falling into an October that beckons with soul-lessons.

In October, I illuminate my shadow. I revisit old haunts and befriend a brokenness that breathes me into my deepest wholeness.

Releasing resistance so I can radically feel, and in the feeling receive the insights that illuminate the richness of being.

September sizzles in synchronicity. And to make sense of the star-aligned signs, I start at the end and follow the shimmering intuitive cues back to the beginning, and the beginning is this pink-kissed living room with a dog lounging so royally while hair is curled for my best friend’s wedding.

Kentucky blue skies deliver messages from the other side.

Compassion practice at the DMV and other snippets of Dalai Lama and Desmond Tutu inspired moments that define August for me.

Kindness brings me to the depths of the summertime springs where the heart is rinsed in my own waves of healing.

My summer break arrives right as school begins, and the intentional pause presses forward a sadness that speaks about joy, purpose, aligned living.